China Rich Girlfriend Summary Novels & Stories

My girlfriend, Loretta Summers, is an introvert and quiet by nature. Even our daily conversations are limited to things like, "Have you eaten?" or "Are you asleep?" Then, at a New Year's class reunion, I see her chatting animatedly with a guy, Ivan Lane. That is when I realize— it is time for us to break up.

Ronan Blackwell was wrapping his arm around some girl as they stepped out of the hotel elevator. I was sitting right there on the lobby couch, snacking on nuts. The second Ronan locked eyes with me, his face went paler than a three-day-old corpse. The girl in his arms reacted first, shoving him away with a sharp gasp. "Miss West, wait, it's not what it looks like!" she squeaked. I rubbed my forehead. "Alright, drop the act. You're practically bursting at the seams trying not to laugh." Honestly, it wasn't just her. I was barely holding back a massive grin myself. Ronan getting caught red-handed cheating meant I was walking away with ten percent of the family company stock. Jackpot.

It is essentially those things that a girlfriend would do in a relationship with no strings attached and money provided in exchange for these services. A little about myself: My name is Sasha and I'm a wife and a mother of three amazing kids. I live in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada and for the most part, life is really great. I'm in my mid-thirties and my husband is a few years older than I am. I have an athletic build, I'm about 5 foot 9 inches tall, blonde/brown hair, smallish breasts, and over the years I've probably received the most compliments on my ass. My husband is a good looking guy and he keeps himself in pretty good shape too. I truly believe we're a nice looking couple. Now that I h

Someone introduces me to Ivy Bennett, my secret girlfriend of five years, at a college reunion. "Hey, Dr. Bennett, Eli is a researcher in your department, too. Why don't you two give it a try?" I walk toward Ivy, hoping to take this opportunity to finally make our relationship public. But Ivy takes a step back and points toward her childhood sweetheart, Matthew Reed, who has just returned from abroad. "That's alright. I already have someone I like." To avoid suspicion, Ivy adopts a distant, detached expression and says, "If you have marriage in mind, there's someone I can introduce you to. I think you'd make a good match." I look at the ten feet of distance she keeps between us and la

The company organizes a team hike. When it's time to split into groups, I look at Malcolm Ridgeway, the man I've been secretly dating for two years. I expect him to pick me. Instead, he turns to Savannah Leclair, his childhood friend who just got back from being abroad. "You tire out easily. Join my group, I'll look out for you." Savannah links her arm through his like it's the most natural thing in the world. Our coworkers eat it up. "Childhood sweethearts really are something else. Malcolm, you're still single, right? You two would be perfect together." Malcolm doesn't pull away. He just says, "Yeah, I don't have a girlfriend." I freeze. Just last night, he holds me and promises he'll

Chad took my hand and we walked to class "Are you going for a run after you finish shopping tonight, or are you going to make me wait till tomorrow before I get to see your beautiful face again?" "I am sure that I can squeeze a run in after dinner. I am sure that my stalker will be stood watching waiting for me to step in to the forest" "I don't have to do that any more, as my beautiful girlfriend now lets me know when she is going, so that I can meet her" "Does she now" I laughed as he pulled my chair out for me "She does, my girlfriend is pretty amazing. I am a lucky man to have her" "You do know I have already agreed to stay at your place this weekend right?"

I slouched back in my chair and admired my big stomach, full to the brim. So this was what it was like to have a rich boyfriend. Speaking of which, was I his girlfriend? He was my boyfriend, at least in my head but was I his girlfriend? A bell went and Khai's expression went from relaxed to disgust. I watched the young woman who walked in. She had the small frame of a little girl but her mature face gave it away - she had definitely been through life, the rough part of it. The woman wore a black beanie and black denim.

Noticing Rachel standing at the door, the woman paused. Rachel hadn’t noticed her, and knocked again—until the woman spoke. “Ma’am, are you looking for the girl who used to live here? She moved out a while ago. She’s living with her boyfriend now.” Rachel froze. “Boyfriend?” “Yeah! He drives this really fancy car—one of those limited-edition Range Rovers,” the girl said enviously. “She really lucked out, landing such a rich guy.” “What does he look like? How old is he?” Rachel suddenly remembered Aria had mentioned something about marriage not long ago. Her heart sank.

A mocking look was plastered all over Chester’s handsome face. “I’m not your girlfriend, so don’t you think your behavior indicates that I’m your kept woman? If I don’t make the prices clear now, should I only do it when you’re fed up with me?” Eliza laughed. “You either publicly admit that I’m your girlfriend or satisfy me using material possessions. An apartment is nothing to you. According to your staff, when Cindy was in a relationship with you, she got a luxurious car, villa, and all kinds of things. Apart from Cindy, your other ex-girlfriends, Audrey Trainor, Kimberly Locke–”

Mingchan asked again. “Is he trolling?” Blake hissed, he was watching what was happening and really found everything weird. Chichi twisted her mouth and walked towards them. “Huh? Mingchan, how come you don’t know who this girl is?” Chichi was referring to Mukgu. Mingchan then looked at Chichi. His system says: Chichi = your girlfriend. Mingchan smiled. “Oh! My girlfriend! Chichi!” Minghcan said happily and hugged Chichi. Chichi’s eyes widened.